GOLDEN VALLEY
7 ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀɢᴏ

Jungkook tapped his knuckle against the window of his Mercedes. "Make out with her in someone else's car." He scoffed, startling the two in the back seat.

Jimin angrily looked over his shoulder, lifting his body, so that the girl under him could breathe. It's the first day of their senior year, and they're both already late for class.

Jungkook opened the car door, and pulled Jimin out the backseat as he tried to leave a hickey on the girls neck. "You have all afternoon to do that!"

The annoying bell rang, loud enough to make some one go deaf. Jungkook and Jimin walked through the empty halls, trying to look for their homeroom.

"This is all your fault." Jungkook mumbled as they ran through the halls.

"My fault?" Jimin narrowed his eyes. "You ruined my chance of getting laid.

"Cry about it." He scoffed, wincing when Jimin punched his shoulder.

Jimin walked into the full classroom as Jungkook followed behind him. The teacher gazed at the two familiar students, letting out a deep breath. "Not these two again." She quietly mumbled, watching them walk into the classroom.

Jimin and Jungkook were some of the worst kids she's ever taught through all her years of teaching here, which wasn't too long. It was mostly just the blonde one, although Jungkook was always really influenced by his bad decisions. It was math class, and she had a set of seniors who were just ready to graduate and be done with high school.

"I'll sit in the front this year." Jimin winked at the young teacher. "So you could keep an eye on me."

Jungkook almost gagged, taking a seat next to the one Jimin chose. "Stop flirting with her, or she'll suspend you like last year." Jungkook whispered.

"We'll start with a typical introduction, I'll tell you about myself, then each of you will come up front and tell us about yourselves and what you plan to study in college." The pretty teacher smiled as she made eye contact with the new students she hasn't taught before.

"I'm miss Emerson." The friendly girl gave a quick wave. "I've been teaching at this school for about two years now. Before that, I attended Columbia university, with hopes of becoming a high school teacher. I'm familiar with some of the students in here—"

Jimin wiggled his brows, giving her a flirty wave as he knew she was directing that comment to them.

"Hi Jimin." Miss Emerson sighed.

"Okay, I will select a student randomly, then the stage is all yours." Her lips curved into a smile.

"You." She playfully pointed at a girl in the back of the classroom. "Come on up and tell us about you."

All eyes were on the girl as she walked through the rows of desks. They were most likely staring cause they're glad it's not them, or they must've thought she was really pretty. The girls hair fell in front of her face as she awkwardly stared at the class. Miss Emerson knew she was going to be a shy student.

"What's your name darling?" The teacher asked as she comfortably sat on her desk.

"Kailee." She mumbled, glancing down at her shoes.

"Don't be shy." Miss Emerson smiled. "look at your classmates when you're speaking, they won't bite."

The girl nearly choked, instantly dropping her gaze again. Miss Emerson lowered her brows, looking at both the boys. "Park and Jeon, why don't you go up there with her, so she won't feel all alone."

They both slowly stood out of their seats,walking to where the girl was standing. Jungkook kept a space between them, while Jimin decided they should be shoulder to shoulder. The guys in the back laughed, more like rudely snickered. Those where the rest of their teammates, Kim Taehyung, Min Yoongi, and a couple others. They aren't as close as Jungkook and Jimin, but they all typically hang out together.

"I'm Jeon Jungkook." He pursed his lips into a cute smile while he spoke, as if everyone didn't already know his name. "I'm on the hockey team and I plan on attending Juilliard next fall."

"Thank you Jungkook." She smiled before looking over at Jimin. "Go ahead."

"I'm Park Jimin." He shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah that's basically all there is to me."

"I know there's more to you." Miss Emerson began to laugh. "Which college do you plan on attending."

"Have you seen my grades?" Jimin crossed both of his arms. "They're worse than some of the players on our hockey team."

"Alright Jimin." The teacher cut him off. "Kailee, is there any college you have your eyes set on?"

"I'm not sure yet." She weakly smiled. "I haven't applied to any."

"That's fine, there's always time." Miss Emerson reassured her. "What's your favorite food, some thing you can eat forever, and never get sick of."

"Probably pizza." She shrugged her shoulders.

"Shit, I think we're twins." Jimin smirked. "Pizza's my second favorite thing to eat in bed."

"Really." She gave him a soft smile. "What's your first?"

"Come to my bedroom and you'll find out."

Detention room

"Name." The mean looking lady spat.

"Park Jimin."

"Let me see your detention slip." She extended her hand to him. "Sir, why are you holding my hand."

"I lost my detention slip, so I thought I'd just, you know, hold your hand instead." Jimin's hand was still on top of hers as she slowly pulled it away.

"What in the name of hell is wrong with you?" She snapped, shaking her head in dismay.

"A lot of things." Jimin sighed.

"I can see that." She raised her brows. "Well I cant let you in unless I have a note from your teacher."

"Oh wait I think it's in my pocket." Jimin reached through his bags front pocket and pulled out the detention slip. "Here you go."

The aggravated lady un folded the paper, reading it to herself as her brows lowered. She looked back at Jimin before setting paper on the table. "You threw a sandwich at your art teacher?"

"Oh my god, that was from last year." He quickly took the paper back, shoving it into his pocket.

"Have a seat in the front."  She pointed to the old desk. "I'll email your teacher and ask her if you're supposed to be in detention."

"Wait a second." Jimin lowered his brow. "I can leave right this second and you can just pretend that I actually showed up?" He slowly stood up.

"Sit your ass back down." She hissed as he quickly dropped into his seat again.

thirty minutes later

Jimin lifted his head from his desk as his phone vibrated in his pocket. He clicked on the message and read it underneath his desk.

Jungkook
There's a party tonight
at Yoongi's house @ 8

Jimin
I'm in detention

Jungkook
Right I forgot. when
do you get to leave?

Jimin
another hour

Jimin
wait, scratch that and make
it another five minutes. I'm
getting out of this shit hole.

Jungkook
Don't do anything stupid.

Jimin
Too late :)

Jungkook sighed as he dropped his phone onto his bed. He looked through his closet, having trouble deciding what he should wear. It seems like a girly thing to do, but guys have trouble as well. A white shirt sat in front of him, well maybe thirty of them.

He tilted his head, glancing down at the pants that he had. All of them are black skinny jeans but one was surprisingly a light blue color. He went with a pair of blue jeans, just to stand out and wore his usual shoes. Today was a really important day for seniors. It's the first party of the year, which really meant, it was a day where people would meet each other, and start the year with a good impression.

Jimin had it easier than Jungkook did, since all of the students knew his name since, like elementary school. He's always been the social type, and thats when him and Jungkook first met. It was middle school and two kids were bullying him on his first day. Jimin beat them up for him and they became very close friends until now. Sweet, right?

Jungkook narrowed his eyes as his phone began to ring. He brought the phone to his ear, groaning as Jimin began to yell through the phone. "What do you mean a dog is chasing you?"

"You're behind my house?" Jungkook lowered his brow as he looked out his window. "Oh my lord."

"Mom, open for Jimin." Jungkook shouted from his room, adding a cute little please, after.

Jimin twisted the door knob, inviting himself in as the door was unlocked. Jungkook's mom narrowed her eyes as she wiped her hands with a rag. "How'd you get in?"

"You guys should really lock your doors." Jimin muttered as he rushed up the stairs. "Jungcock!"

"Park Jimin!"

Jimin's eyes widened when he heard Jungkook's mother yell. "Sorry." He quickly apologized and turned into Jungkook's room. "Am I late?"

"Sort of." Jungkook lowered his brows as he looked at Jimin. "What's in your pocket?"

"Condoms, what else?" He gave Jungkook a dumb founded look. "You're too innocent for this world."

"I'm not innocent." He shrugged his shoulders. "I just want to save myself for that special person."

Jimin gave him a blank stare.

"Forget it, let's go." He grabbed his keys and they both headed down the stairs. "We'll probably be back at one or twelve." Jungkook quickly changed his answer as his mother glared at him.

"You boys have fun, but not too much fun." She raised her brow, pointing towards Jimin.

"Don't worry Mrs Jeon. I'll be sure to drive this one home if he has too much to drink." Jimin patted his back.

She didn't look too impressed.

"I'm kidding." He gave her an apologetic smile, before coughing not, under his breath.

"Bye." Jungkook placed a kiss on his mom's cheek before walking out with Jimin.

"You're such a momma's boy." Jimin slowly shook his head.

"You should be more appreciative towards your parents." Jungkook suggested. "You never know what can happen."

"Just get in the fucking car." Jimin rolled his eyes as he jumped into the passenger seat.

Yoongi's house

Jimin knocked on the door, raising his brows at Jungkook as the loud music played. He knew it wasn't Jungkook's favorite place to be right now,
and yet he made him go anyways. The door was finally opened, and their close friend greeted the both of them with a bright smile.

"What up Yoongles!" Jimin pulled him into a side hug, as Jungkook did the same.

"I was waiting for you both."  Yoongi let out a sigh of relief as he brushed his mint colored hair back.

"I tried to invite as many cheerleaders, just for you." Yoongi nudged Jimin's shoulder while the blonde responded with a cocky smirk.

Jimin's eyes narrowed as he glanced across the room. "Fucking Taehyung's trying to steal that brunette from me." He ran off and was gone in maybe two seconds.

Yoongi looked over at Jungkook, who seemed out of it. "Something's bothering you Jeon."

"Huh?" Jungkook snapped out of his dream.

"You ready for this year?" Yoongi patted his back, but noticed he was stiff. "Ah so that's what you're worried about." He raised a brow as they both sat down on the only empty couch.

"People expect too much of me." Jungkook sighed while he pursed his lips. "I always feel pressured to be a lovable guy who scores every chick and wins every game." He looked up at Yoongi. "It's just not what I want anymore."

"What do you want then?" Yoongi lowered his brows as he looked at his friend.

"I want something real." He quietly mumbled.

"I always thought you enjoy being the star of the show. I mean you get everything you want, right? Every girl wants to be with you,  every guy wants to be you, and you're loved by everyone." Yoongi tried to explain his point of view.

"That's Jimin's life, not mine." Jungkook muttered as he looked up. "I mean look at him, he's getting a lap dance from someone he met a minute ago."

"You're in high school Jungkook, your life is only beginning." Yoongi tried to comfort him. "If you want I can introduce you to new people, so that you're not always around the same crowd."

"I don't know." He scratched the back of his neck.

"Come on." Yoongi grabbed his wrist and led him into the kitchen.

"This is Phoenix and his girlfriend Aerin." Yoongi looked over at Jungkook who embarrassingly put down his head. "Guys, this is J—

"Jeon Jungkook." The girl smiled. "Of course I know his name."

Phoenix lowered his brows at his girlfriend. "We have to go." He dragged her out of the kitchen.

"See, this happens all the time." Jungkook crossed his arms."All the guys hate me because they think I'm gonna steal their girlfriends, and all the girls cheat on their boyfriend and say, but it was Jeon Jungkook, how could I say no?"  He mimicked a girly sounding voice.

"I want to find someone else, someone who wants me for me and not just my stupid popularity." He lowered his head, sitting back on an empty couch.

Jungkook sat alone, as the seniors sang karaoke, danced, and had fun. For some reason he wanted more than just this. He craved for love, someones heart to complete half of his, but everyone who's loved him, only did it to brag to their friends later, and not because they really felt something for him.

"gguk." He heard a voice sing.

He rolled his eyes as Jimin toppled onto his body, clearly drunk. "I told you not to drink you idiot."

"Did you get laid yet?" Jimin gave him drunk smile as he played with Jungkook's hair.

"That's not the reason I came here." Jungkook said in a mellow tone. "I'm driving you home."

"Don't touch me, I'll call the police."  He giggled as he reached for the remote."wait I don't even know my own name."Jimin suddenly froze up as worry took over his face. 

Jungkook held Jimin's wrist as he led him to the front door. He jumped back when he heard some thing shatter. Jungkook quickly glanced over his shoulder, and titled his head at the pile of broken glass, laid on the floor. The guy who dropped the vase ran off, leaving it for someone else to clean.

Jungkook sighed as he walked over to the kitchen, kneeling down to pick up the pieces. He narrowed his eyes as he felt the presence of someone else in front of him. Jungkook slowly glanced up to see a beautiful girl, with long, blonde hair and the most alluring eyes. Both of them reached out to pick up the broken glass, clashing their heads together.

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I really hope you enjoyed it. I started writing this chapter before Holiday Affair even ended, so this was all obviously planned out, wink wink. ≖‿≖